STOP Cutting Poem

I'm in the starting portion of quitting, but I don't understand a lot of it. I'm only 12, and have already a lot of scars. I'm trying my hardest to keep away from the basic objects, but find myself at school testing out pieces of broken glass on fingers. I have lost many friends to my habit... I need to stop.

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I'm 13 and I had suicidal thoughts. I was picked on from the first day of kindergarten until 5th grade, because of my weight and stuff, and then my biological dad overdosed on drugs and left...

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Screaming For Pain

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Published: March 2011

The beads of blood,
the stains in my heart,
I cover the scars,
family is the only one I hurt.

They said 'We love you,
but we need you to stop',
I didn't understand why,
I could just crop.

I feel aggravated,
I need to get away quick!
I'll use anything,
I'm starting to feel sick.

my head is screaming,
I'm not sure why,
I'm on a cloud,
watching from the sky.

I awake in a new place,
I am surrounded,
the chair is tough,
but at least my feet are grounded.

They tell me to stay seated,
but where's the people I know?
the doctor's talking,
my arms will never again show.

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  • Courtney Buman by Courtney Buman
  • 3 years ago

I'm 13 and I had suicidal thoughts. I was picked on from the first day of kindergarten until 5th grade, because of my weight and stuff, and then my biological dad overdosed on drugs and left the world from me. It hurts bad. That was just a contributing factor. Then I was always getting in trouble for nothing. I just had enough, I bit myself. Yeah, that sounds weird, but I couldn't bring myself to cut myself, although I have had thoughts of it. My best friend right now is cutting. Don't cut; I'm afraid that tomorrow I might not have a best friend.

  • Xenia Fieldman by Xenia Fieldman, Tennessee
  • 6 years ago

I am 13 and I totally relate to this so much! It's like how my family was when I got caught cutting, except they think I'm over it now. I try to be, but it's sure hard to really quit forever.

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